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THE 


FALLOW FIELD 



JULIA C. R. DORR 


WITH ILLUSTRATIONS IN CHARCOAL 


ZULMA DE LACY STEELE 


BOSTON 

LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS 

io Milk Street 

1893 


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OCT 3 1892 


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Copyright, 1892, by Lee and Shepard 
All rights reserved 

The Fallow Field 


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T HE sun comes up and the sun goes down; 

The night mist shroudeth the sleeping town 
But if it be dark or if it be day, 

If the tempests beat or the breezes play, 

Still here on this upland slope I lie, 

Looking up to the changeful sky. 

Naught am I but a fallow field; 

Never a crop my acres yield. 

Over the wall at my right hand 
Stately and green the corn-blades stand, 

And I hear at my left the flying feet 
Of the winds that rustle the bending wheat. 

Often while yet the morn is red 
I list for our master’s eager tread. 

He smiles at the young corn's towering height, 
He knows the wheat is a goodly sight, 

But he glances not at the fallow field 
Whose idle acres no wealth may yield. 


FIELD 


Sometimes the shout of the harvesters 
The sleeping pulse of my being stirs, 

And as one in a dream I seem to feel 
The sweep and the rush of the swinging steel, 
Or I catch the sound of the gay refrain 
As they heap their wains with the golden grain. 

Yet, O my neighbors, be not too proud, 

Though on every tongue your praise is loud. 
Our mother Nature is kind to me, 

And I am beloved by bird and bee, 

And never a child that passes by 
But turns upon me a grateful eye. 

Over my head the skies are blue; 

I have my share of the rain and dew; 

I bask like you in the summer sun 
When the long bright days pass, one by one, 
And calm as yours is my sweet repose 
Wrapped in the warmth of the winter snows. 



For little our loving mother cares 
Which the corn or the daisy bears, 

Which is rich with the ripening wheat, 

Which with the violet’s breath is sweet, 

Which is red with the clover bloom, 

Or which for the wild sweet-fern makes room. 

Useless under the summer sky 
Year after year men say I lie. 

Little they know what strength of mine 
I give to the trailing blackberry vine ; 

Little they know how the wild grape grows, 

Or how my life-blood flushes the rose. 


Little they think of the cups I fill 
For the mosses creeping under the hill; 

Little they think of the feast I spread 

For the wild wee creatures that must be fed : 

Squirrel and butterfly, bird and bee, 

And the creeping things that no eye may see. 

Lord of the harvest, thou dost know 
How the summers and winters go. 

Never a ship sails east or west 
Laden with treasures at my behest, 

Yet my being thrills to the voice of God 
When I give my gold to the golden-rod. 














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"~Jhe nnghh miak shroudekh khe sleeping kown,, 
j^uk if 3 ik he d ai^k ok if ik he day. 

r -khe kempeoko heok ok khe breezes play, 
^ki I here on kKi 3 upland slope 1 li 


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|\Jever 0 crop my aeresy/ield. 

Over hhe wall ©I' my kjs)KP hand 
§)r©('ely ©indjsjreen hhe (?orQ-bl®de5 stand, 
nd j hear ah my leFV hhe fjyinsj Peeh 
Qp hhe winds hksih rushle hke (sending wheaK 




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0 crop 

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Qfken while ^yek IrKe morn 15 red. 

Iicsh Pokouk maskers eaGjer kresid. 

e smiles Gif' Fhe^ounsj eorn’s Fowennsj heisjhk, 
~e knows khe whesik is 0 ejoodjy si^hh 
^uk he Gjlstnees nok <sik khe fallow Reid 
Vh ose idle acres no wesilkh m®y ^yield. 











knows Hne wheal' is a 


j"le. smiles siP rheyoun^ 

corns I'owerinsj hcusjhh 
ejoodjy siGjht, 












































































§)omehmes khe skouk oP kke karvcskers 
le sleeping pulse op my being sHrs, 


nd si & one in si dream { seem ko feel 
r "fke ^weep and kke rusk oP hKe swinging 
Qr [ esikeh kke sound oP kke sjay refrain 
y^s kkey kesip kk 


eir wains wi 


kk kke ^sjold 



^ometimes the shout ot the harvesters 
'"pne sleeping pulse of my being stirs 

















































LjeK 0 HflY neighbrs,be no I' boo proud, 
[housjh on every bonsjue^our praise is 
Our moi'her fkjsibure is kind bo me, 

9^ndl stm beloved by bird sind bee, 
yA\nd never si ehild kln<s\k psisses by 
j^ub burns upon me si gj r<stbePu 1 eye . 


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yA'nd nevc.K a child f'hal' passes fey 
J3u^ I'urns upon me a ejral'eful 

















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Over my ke©@l kke skies ©re klue ; 
j k©ve my sk©re op hhe r©in ©nd sl< 

ksisk like^ou in Hie summer sun 
. V h en khe lonsj krisfhk days peiss.one ky one, 
And eolm ©scours is my sweep repose 
\Yr©pped in khe w©rmPk of khe winPer snows. 



JKnd csilm 0i5_youK5 

15 my sweet" repose 
rapped in Khe w 6 n , mt'h 

of fhe winter snows. 





















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ie ouk lovinsj morher esiKes 
,. VA i<? h ('He oorn or Hhe dsiisy taesrns. 

\yHieH is rich wil'h Hoe npenincj wheal' 

^y/Hi<?H wil'h Phe violeHs lc>KeaHh 15 sweek 
iieH is red wi Hh hhe eloveK Uoom, 

Qk whieh Hok Hhe wild sweeh Pern mokes 


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por little our loving 

mother cares, 
Wh ich Hie corn 
\ha daisy bears. 


























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e©r eiPPer yeeir men s®y 


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khey know wkeif sPrenejI'h opmine 
sjive Po khe Preulinsj Usiekkerry vine; 
i J4le khey know kow Hoe wild sjrsipe jyows 
Or kow my like-k! ood Pluskes Phe rose. 









e Phey know 

v whsil' strength of mine 
i^ive to khe k^o 1 1 inej f 

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^ e Hney Hnink oP Hie eups 1 Pill 

for I'he mosses ereepine] under khe hill; 

|i|He Fhey kKmk op khe Peeisk [ dpreeid 
‘ P Hie wild wee eresil'ures kk<sik must" tae PesL 
(D)<5]uirrel and KukkerPky Lird oind dee, 

nd me ereepinej khinsjs kK<stk no eye msry see. 





iMe Phey Phink of Phe feeisk 1 spread 

"°ok Phe wild wee creePures PhaP musP fee Fed; 

^e^uirrel and feuPPerFly, bird and feee, 

P\nd Phe creeping Phinejs PhaP no eye may see 




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How khe summers cind winkers gjo 
ever sf ship soils eosk ok wesk 

kresisures stk my laehesk, 



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khrills ko khe voiee oP God 
1 Gjive my gold ko khe golden-rod. 





































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